MTL - Legend of Swordsman

看到 When the swordmanship practice of Jian Wushuang was also seen after the stacked wave sword, there was a commotion on the school ground.

"Dare to dare to practice the Swordsmanship?"

"This sword is unparalleled, it's really looking for death!"

It was n’t that much that two people practiced the same sword in this battle. However, if one of them is the most dazzling and brilliant genius in today ’s battle, the other is two months ago. Speaking of challenging this peerless genius face-to-face today, at this moment Jian Wushuang practiced the same sword skill as Jian Menger, and it seemed to have a provocative meaning.

"Jiang Menger has already practiced this sword technique to the highest level, and this sword Wushuang will practice this sword technique again, isn't he asking for trouble?"

"It's not absolute, don't forget that Jian Menger's swordsmanship is taught by the sword unparalleled."

"So what? Jian Menger has already exhibited the ninth sword. Even if this sword is unparalleled, he can practice the ninth sword. What does that mean? What significance does such a provocation have?"

Everyone looked at Jian Wushuang on the ring. Most of them were full of ridicule. A few Jiange disciples wanted to refute Jian Wushuang, but such a rebuttal was in the sword dream of the ninth sword. In front of him, it looked so pale and weak.

On the ring, Jian Wushuang ignored the people around the school ground, and he had already put all his attention on the practice of swordsmanship.

Folding waves of swordsmanship, one after another, constantly accumulating potential and superimposing power. This control of power requires extremely high basic skills of swordsmanship.

The sword is shining like a tide, and there is no pause in the movement of the sword without hands. Under everyone's attention, wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Seven swords were split in succession.

七 Seven swords split in succession, his movements are still so smooth, and obviously more coordinated than that of the sword dream.

He followed the Eighth Sword, and just as easily swung out.

"The eighth sword!"

Everyone on the school ground stared attentively, and after Jian Wushuang exhibited the eighth sword, the sword skills did not stop, which immediately made everyone understand that he was trying to cast the ninth sword.

He is just the ninth sword, the sword that represents the peak of this sword art. Can he show it?

The curiosity in everyone's hearts has just risen, and the next time the sword is completed without hands, the sword skill is completed, and it is a sword split in an instant.

The ninth sword is still logical!

Suddenly exclaimed on the school ground.

"Ha ha, sure enough, Mr. Bai Chong is right, this little guy can even cast the ninth sword, and seeing his casting process is smoother than that of the sword dream, his talent on the kendo, No worse than Jianmeng. "Situ Qingyue smiled.

其他 Several other big men in the stands also nodded, apparently agreeing with Situ Qingyue's words.

"Don't worry, it's too early to say this now." Bai Chong suddenly smiled mysteriously.

As soon as everyone was stunned, they immediately looked towards the school field platform, and saw that Jian Wushuang, who had already exhibited the ninth sword, did not gather the sword and stand like everyone thought, but continued to wave.

"what?"

At this moment, the entire campus was silent.

I have drilled the ninth sword, and by reason it is already reaching the peak of the peak. Jian Wushuang did not receive the sword, but continued to practice, what is he going to do?

"Is it possible, he wants to practice the tenth sword?"

I didn't know who was exclaimed, and the entire school yard exploded.

"Tenth sword! He is going to practice the tenth sword!"

"Do you have a tenth sword?"

Everyone was shocked, and Jian Menger, who was off the stage of the school ground, could not help but condense.

Jian Wushuang is indeed continuing to practice. His sword skills are still accumulating, and the power is still superimposing. Finally, when this superposition of power reaches a certain level, the sword has no two-sided color, and it is a step ahead. The sword in his hand did not hesitate. Rage came out.

Tenth sword!

Buzzing ~~~ Jian Feng splits the air and produces a harsh sound boom. The power is obviously stronger than the ninth sword just now.

沸 The school is boiling instantly!

"Great!" Situ Qingyue from the stand directly shot the case, his eyes glowed with a strong light.

"Jian Xinhong, you have so many geniuses in Jianhou Mansion, so there is no need to say more about the sword dreamer, and the evil spirit is extremely extreme, and this little guy who is now emerging will stack the sword power ten times and perform the tenth sword. Come, his talent in Kendo is a bit scary. "Ye Xiu looked at Jian Xinhong's thoughtful way.

"This ..." Jian Xinhong was also a little dazed and didn't know what to say.

"Jian Xinhong, didn't you just say that this ninth sword has already reached its peak when it exhibits its ninth sword, then what is the tenth sword now?" Situ Qingyue asked.

Jian Xinhong took a deep breath and solemnly said, "It is indeed the peak of the Ninth Sword to display the Ninth Sword, but it is not the most extreme. Only the Tenth Sword is the real extreme. It's too difficult. Since the entire Jianhou Mansion has obtained this sword, only one person is able to exhibit this sword in the tenth sword, which is the master sword Nantian of the previous Jiange Pavilion, and this little guy ... is the sword Son of the South. "

"Son of Jiannan Heaven?" Situ Qingyue froze. The eyes of the big men in the stands looking at Jian Wushuang immediately became unusual.

"The tenth sword, I know ~ www. ~ This little guy will not let me down." Bai Chong smiled, but suddenly ...

"What?" Bai Chongmeng exclaimed.

"This ..." The crowd in the stands also stopped.

I saw that the tenth sword had been exhibited on the central platform of the school ground, which shocked everyone's sword unparalleled, but there was still no intention to give up. His sword light waved, and the next moment began to gain momentum again.

Hit him, even the eleventh sword!

"Impossible!" Jian Xinhong couldn't help but stand up, his eyes flashing with deep horror.

"Crazy, this kid must be crazy!" Jian Lan on the stand growled again and again.

"The Eleventh Sword?" Bai Chong and the others in the stands couldn't help but stand up, even the Shui Hanxin who had always been aloft. At this moment, the pupils of the eyes also shrank slightly. Jian Wushuang cast his gaze.

On the school ground, he was in a dead silence.

Everyone's eyes are dull, staring at Jian Wushuang who is practicing swordsmanship above.

And Jian Wushuang closed his eyes at this time, but could not help recalling the scene when his father taught him the sword technique many years ago, and until now he still remembers what his father said very clearly.

"Shuanger, you must remember that there is no such thing as extreme in any sword art. Like this wave of sword art, if the tenth sword is the ultimate sword art, what you have to do is to surpass Extreme! "

Howl!

Wu Jianguang was ruthless, angrily burst out.

This sword seems to split the heaven and the earth in half.

On the ring, Jian Wushuang opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"Beyond the extreme!"

"Father, I did it!"

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